हनुमान जी ने कैसे अपने भक्त को भूत से बचाया | Hanuman Saved His Devotee – भाग 1
Hindi
Ek chhota sa gaon tha, jahan ek bhakt Mohan rehta tha. Uska jeevan bahut hi saadhaaran tha, lekin uski Ram aur Hanuman ji ke prati bhakti bohot gehri thi. Din bhar wo Hanuman ji ka naam japta, phir Shri Ram ka naam lekar puja mein lag jaata. Uski bhakti ke liye gaon mein uski alag hi pehchaan thi. Wo sabki madad karta tha, aur har kathin samay mein sirf Bhagwan se sahara maangta tha.
Ek din, Mohan ko kuch kaam se apne gaon se kuch dino ke liye baahar jaana pada. Yatra ke dauraan wo ek anjan gaon mein pahucha. Wahan ke logon se usne suna ki gaon ke paas ke jungle mein ek aurat ki bhoot aatma rehti hai. Log raat ko jungle ke paas jaane se darte the. Lekin Mohan ne in baaton ko kalpana maan kar ignore kar diya.
Raat ko jab Mohan ek dharamshala mein araam kar raha tha, to use kuch ajeeb cheezein mehsoos hone lagi. Poora mahol ekdum sannata se bhara hua tha. Tabhi achanak ek asambandhit hansi ki awaaz aayi. Mohan thoda ghabra gaya, lekin bola:
“Shayad mera waham hai… Mujhe darr nahi lagna chahiye.”
Lekin jaise jaise waqt beeta, awaazen aur tez hone lagi. Usne sone ki koshish ki, par darr aur shor ne use soone nahi diya. Ab wo itna ghabra gaya ki kamre mein idhar-udhar bhagne laga. Tabhi uski nazar ek kone mein ek chhoti si roshni par padi. Us roshni mein usne ek chehra dekha, jo rahasya se bhara tha.
Uska dil zor se dhadakne laga. Dar ke us pal mein, usne aankhen band ki aur Bhagwan Shri Ram ko yaad kiya, aur Hanuman ji se prarthana ki:
“Hey Hanuman ji, mujhe bachaiye. Aap hi meri aakhri aasha ho!”
Tabhi, uske sharir mein ek garmi mehsoos hui, jaise koi roohani taakat uske paas aa gayi ho. Aur ek awaaz goonji –
“Dar mat Mohan, main yahaan hoon.”
Hanuman ji uske saamne prakat hue – unke aashirvaad se Mohan ko ek gehri shaanti mehsoos hui. Woh darr jo uske andar jam gaya tha, ab pighal gaya tha.
Tabhi wo bhoot, jo kone mein khada tha, usne apne chehre ko haathon se chhupaya.
Hanuman ji ne gusse mein apni gada uthayi, aur bola,
“Bhagna mat sochna!”
Jaise hi gada bhoot ke paas pahuchi, uski hansi ruk gayi. Mohan bhi bhool gaya ki use kis cheez se itna darr lag raha tha.
Poora kamra ab shaant aur thanda tha, jaise koi divya suraksha ka kavach uske aaspaas phail gaya ho.
Hanuman ji bole:
“Yaad rakhna, sirf sacchi bhakti aur vishwas ke zariye hi koi bhi aapda tumhare raste mein nahi aa sakti.”
Mohan ke aankhon se aansu girne lage. Wo is baat ko bardasht nahi kar paaya ki Bhagwan ne uspar itna prem barsaaya. Uske liye yeh anubhav adbhut aur rooh se bharpoor tha.
English
Once apon a time, there lived a devotee called Mohan in a village. His life as a simple villager, but his devotion to Lord Shri Ram and Lord Hanuman was deep. He used to get up every morning and chant the name of Lord Shri Ram, then offer his prays to Hanuman Ji, and which is why he is known to be a devotee in the village. Mohan tended to help other people and was the one to seek help during times of hardship. He is simple, or rather uncomplex in nature, dauntless, full of optimism yet undivoted in life and appears without fail to raise the spirits of those close,
which was never accompanied by his faith in God. He is dependable, with an unbreakable faith to faith even when pushed to his personal ribs.
While traveling, one morning Mohan decided to viewed a new area because it is quite boring and dreary. He hasn’t planned on traveling that day specially remote areas that seem pleasant. While on his exploration, he heard the locals from some unfamiliar town speak about a rather unique matter. As he approached the new village, he remarked that the natives seem to gossip about something exceedingly ghostlike. Mohan has also heard about shadows of so-called spirits that haunt leap locations across the forest. A multitude seemed to act over worried about freely going to the forest, but it appears to me that he is not scared of those myths. In my opinion and in his ideology,
he claims to be someone who simply shuts his mind from entertainment and ignores something lifeless endlessly, so to me this claims are baseless.
Later, he went to a small guesthouse to rest after the long day and that’s when he noticed something peculiar. It was overly quiet, too quiet in fact. There was not a single living soul in sight. He was all by himself. Then he perceived a peculiar noise-a deep, unsettling laughter from. Notadistant place. At first, he thought he was going crazy, but the laughter only grew louder with time.
Now, when Mohan was sleeping one of the nights, he woke up due to laughter that sounded much closer than before. The only thing visible to him was darkness, He was wide awake now and his heart was racing. The laugh was sinister and bone chilling. It wasn’t laugh that can be ignored easily. And he could no longer remain indifferent to this. It wasn’t long until the strange sounds became his new reality. And now he started feeling as if something was hiding in the corners of the room.
All at once, Mohan saw something. A dim spooky light started to form in a corner of the room. Then, in the light, he spotted a peculiar figure laughing half the time and crying the other half. It seemed like a spirit with a face that was torn and mangled. Mohan was too scared, he didn’t know anything at all. All he could feel was how heavily his heart beat.
Struggling to stay sane, Mohan remembered that calling God was the solution. If he called out to God while being true, his problems would disappear. He wasn’t wasting any time so he started praying out loud. “O Lord Hanuman, I’m begging you to save me from this horrific situation. I am your devotee, I simply need your grace. Shield me.
Mohan prayed and for a brief moment the room remained still. After which, a divine light engulfed the area. With great surprise, amazing Hanuman appeared right in from him. Mohan’s astonishment grew even further, when Lord Hanuman appeared amidst golden light. His locked filled with grace and power. It was comforting, and peaceful.”
Mohan felt afraid and at that moment Hanuman Ji spoke to him, reassuring him with a powerful gaze “Do not be afraid, Mohan. You have called upon me with sincerity, and I am here to protect you.”
After that, the strange evil laughter started once again, that was until Hanuman Ji raised his mace. One swift motion of the mace and he had already struck towards the dark corner where the spirit was hiding. Laughter immediately ceased along with the malevolent entity.
Mohan all of a sudden started feeling a lot calmer. The room that was filled with terror was now oddly serene. He could not find the presence of the ghostly spirit anymore. Slowly and in awe, Mohan started looking at Hanuman Ji, still shivering.
With a warm tone, Mohan professed, “Thank you, Lord Hanuman,” while whispering at the very edge of his voice. “I was terrified beyond measure and I didn’t know how to help myself.”
“Your devotion has kept you safe, Mohan. Always remember to ask for me in times of need,” soothingly remarked Hanuman Ji, “I shall ease your panic, cover you from all darkness, and protect you with the assurance of my presence.”
And like that, with the enchanting words from Mohan, Hanuman Ji vanished into the thin air, while gifting him the perception of eternal peace, enveloped in pure tranquility deep within. It set the foundation for unparalleled devotion for Lord Hanuman, who got to know that no hurdles were hard enough to rattle him and shake his composure, guarded by devotion working like a safety net.
